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One hour before Katrina found out why she was summoned ~

After ten minutes of Percy questioning me, I went back to my cabin. How I got in, don't ask. Mainly because you know, I'm awesome. Anyway, the next week, I was actually able to move my legs, Chiron was baffled. I felt happy that I could walk again. But I told myself to take it easy for a while. Or I'll just speed up my death sentence…You know what I mean, any who. Four days after I could walk, Percy was told about the 'Great Prophecy' it goes something like this, 'A child of the eldest gods, shall reach sixteen against all odds. And see the world in endless sleep. The hero's soul, cursed blade shall reap. A single choice shall end 'his' days. Olympus to preserve or raze.'

Notice how I said 'his' the only thing we know about the Great prophecy, is that it has to be a guy that is chosen to be on that quest…Something like that. Okay enough about that. That quest will not be for a long time, seeing as how it's been seventy years since it was foretold by the Oracle. But let's get to the quest Percy was given. The quest to retrieve Zeus's lightning bolt, which Luke has.

Chiron and Mr. D summoned Percy to the big house, and to my surprise, I was also summoned. What do they want with me? I didn't do anything in the last twenty four hours. So why? I was sleep when it happened, I would have been up really early, but you know, I'm resting. Taking it easy until I'm completely sure I'm okay.

Adam was knocking on my door, "Katrina! Grover is here for you." He said. I rubbed my eyes and got up wobbly. My legs are still…Well, not in the best shape. Anyway, I went to the door and stared at them sleepily. "What do you need?" I asked.

Grover gulped, "Uh…Mr. D wants to see you." He told me. I frowned, "I haven't done anything to anyone is the last twenty four hours, what does he want with me?"

Grover shrugged, "I don't know why he called for you, but we should hurry."

I groaned and told them I'll get ready and go there. Grover nodded nervously. A couple minutes later I was ready and met them at the big house. When I got there Dionysus sat at the pinochle table in his tiger-striped Hawaiian shirt with his Diet Coke, while Chiron sat across the table in his fake wheelchair. They were playing against invisible opponents-two sets of cards hovering in the air.

"Mr. D— Chiron seemed troubled.

"Oh, all right," Dionysus relented. "There's one more option. But it's deadly foolishness." Dionysus rose, and the invisible players' cards dropped to the table. "I'm off to Olympus for the emergency meeting. If the boy is still here when I get back, I'll turn him into an Atlantic bottlenose. Do you understand? And Perseus Jackson, if you're at all smart, you'll see that's a much more sensible choice than what Chiron feels you must do."

As he was about to take off, I stopped him. "Mr. D?" I said. He turned and noticed me, "Ah, you're here. Well, I'll let Chiron fill you in." Like all the other Olympians, they seem to take a liking to me, because I'm 'nothing like Ares' which is true, but it gets annoying, some of them actually think I'm their child. I sometimes believe that too. Dionysus picked up a playing card, twisted it, and it became a plastic rectangle. A security pass.

He snapped his fingers.

The air seemed to fold and bend around him. He became a hologram, then a wind, then he was gone, leaving only the smell of fresh-pressed grapes lingering behind.

Chiron looked tired and strained. "Have a seat everyone."

We did.

Chiron laid his cards on the table, a winning hand he hadn't gotten to use.

"Tell me, Percy," he said. "What did you make of the hellhound?"

I stared at Percy, what's there to think about? It was a scary moment for him, even though he never got hit or touched by the thing. I went berserk on the thing.

"It scared me," Percy said. He turned to me, "I would have been dead if it wasn't for you. Thank you."

"You'll meet worse, Percy. Far worse, before you're done." Chiron told Percy.

"Done ... with what?" Percy asked.

"Your quest, of course. Will you accept it?" Chiron said.

Percy glanced at Grover, who was crossing his fingers.

"Um, sir," Percy said, "you haven't told me what it is yet."

Chiron grimaced. "Well, that's the hard part, the details."

Thunder rumbled across the valley. The storm clouds had now reached the edge of the beach. As far as I could see, the sky and the sea were boiling together.

"Poseidon and Zeus," Percy said. "They're fighting over something valuable ... something that was stolen, aren't they?"

Chiron and Grover exchanged looks.

Chiron sat forward in his wheelchair. "How did you know that?"

"The weather since Christmas has been weird, like the sea and the sky are fighting. Then I talked to Annabeth, and she'd overheard something about a theft. And ... I've also been having these dreams." He explained.

"I knew it," Grover said.

"Hush, satyr," Chiron ordered.

"But it is his quest!" Grover's eyes were bright with excitement. "It must be!"

"Only the Oracle can determine." Chiron stroked his bristly beard. "Nevertheless, Percy, you are correct. Your father and Zeus are having their worst quarrel in centuries. They are fighting over something valuable that was stolen. To be precise: a lightning bolt."

I gulped.

Percy laughed nervously. "A what?"

"Do not take this lightly," Chiron warned. "I'm not talking about some tinfoil-covered zigzag you'd see in a second-grade play. I'm talking about a two-foot-long cylinder of high-grade celestial bronze, capped on both ends with god-level explosives."

"Oh." Percy sank in his chair.

"Zeus's master bolt," Chiron said, getting worked up now. "The symbol of his power, from which all other lightning bolts are patterned. The first weapon made by the Cyclopes for the war against the Titans, the bolt that sheered the top off Mount Etna and hurled Kronos from his throne; the master bolt, which packs enough power to make mortal hydrogen bombs look like firecrackers."

"And it's missing?" Percy asked.

"Stolen," Chiron said.

"By who?" Percy asked.

"By whom," Chiron corrected. Once a teacher, always a teacher. "By you."

"Before we go any further into this conversation…What am I doing here?" I asked.

This will be all today, sorry for the short chapter.

Thanks for reading! I hope you have an awesome day!

Rilurz~

P.s~ this is going to be another little arc or something. But there will be three parts for it. The next one is going to be seven, and then regular chapters after that.